My Best Performance Yet

Biff pushed a button and the chamber doors all slid open. I tried to dash inside but learned quickly that running in high heels with your wrists cuffed behind you wasn't a good idea. I dropped to my knees in front of the waiting beefcake, who parted his legs with a friendly smile. Unable to use my hands, I leaned forward and sucked the stud's cock into my mouth. Fortunately, I could feel him hardening almost instantly in my mouth, so soon I was able to wrap my lips tightly around his cock and slide my wet mouth up and down his shaft. I paused only for an instant when I realized there was a television camera just outside the transparent cube, and it was focused on me...specifically, it was aimed at my mouth going up and down the stud's cock. I put it out of my mind instantly, though. I had to.

Not being able to use my hands was frustrating. I had to make all my adjustments based only on what I could sense through my mouth. Unfortunately, that was very difficult to do because my lips were so sensitive. I was trying to concentrate through helpless orgasms. It would have been devastatingly hot if it weren't for the high stakes. I struggled to keep my balance, but finally I got a good rhythm going. After several minutes I was rewarded with distinctive squirming from the stud. A sudden burst of applause alerted me that one of the others had just finished with their first stud, but I didn't stop to think about that, as suddenly my mouth was filling with hot cum. My eyes widened even more, but then I began swallowing the stud's cum as fast as he filled my mouth. Finally he leaned back, apparently satisfied, and the door to the next part of the chamber slid open.

Unable to wipe my mouth, I got to my feet and went to the next section. A pretty dark-haired girl gave me a sultry smile; then her eyes dropped to her pussy. There was no way around it if I planned to win this event, so I steeled myself and dropped to my knees once more. She parted her thighs, allowing me full access to her pussy. My wrists were still cuffed behind me, so I pressed my mouth against her sex and slid my tongue inside, searching for her clit. Then, on nation television, I licked that girl with heated determination. My lips were still sensitive, however, and I shuddered and moaned into that girl's pussy. It was humiliating as hell, but I couldn't help it. I was wet and squirmy and orgasming so hard that I nearly missed the girl's orgasm. I finally realized that the door had opened, and, exhausted and aching, got to my feet once again.

By now, I had tunnel vision. My lips were so tender and sensitive that running my tongue across my lips was making me shudder. The dark-haired girl's juices covered my cheeks and my belly was full of cum already. I had no idea how I was going to do this. I couldn't do it. I couldn't. But, somehow, I dropped to my knees again. I breathed in and out several times, then wrapped my lips around the beefcake's cock.

My hips bucked helplessly as I stroked my mouth up and down that shaft. My nipples were so hard it was ridiculous. My jaw ached and I was pretty sure my mouth would be locked in blowjob position forever. By now I was taking the stud's cock all the way into my throat, my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, and it was working. He was wriggling and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder in my mouth. Suddenly the audience burst into raucous applause, cheering and stomping, and then the stud was filling my mouth with hot cum. I swallowed desperately, making sure not to miss a single drop, as I did not want to be penalized any points at all. Finally, belly full, I sat back on my heels to catch my breath.